Guo Shaowei’s character profile

Guo Shaowei

Guo Shaowei is from Wei County, Hebei Province. Journalist, economist, retired deputy secretary and deputy director of Wei County Enterprise Administration Bureau. He is currently a member of the Chinese Poetry Society, the Chinese Rhythmic Poetry Society, the Hebei Poetry Association, and the Handan Poetry and Couplets Association. His works have been published in more than ten poetry magazines, and he often wins awards in provincial, municipal and national competitions. He is the author of two personal poetry collections, "Maple Rhyme" and "Shaowei New Rhyme". (Among them, "Shaowei's New Rhythm" is on the shelves of bookstores in many big cities across the country, is available on more than 20 websites, and is collected by university libraries).

Chinese name: Guo Shaowei

Nationality: Chinese

Ethnicity: Han

Birthplace: Handan, Hebei

Date of birth: 1943

Occupation: Poet

Main achievements: More than 200 of his poems, couplets and other works have been published in national, provincial and municipal poetry magazines.

He was awarded the title of "Leading Figure" by "Literary Writers Network" and "Hundred Poetry Magazines".

Main achievements: Awarded the title of "Leading Figure" by the "Chinese Literary Masters Society".

Won the "Second Poetry Country Chinese Poetry Creation Award".

Won the gold medal in the "Red Boat Cup" China Nanhu Red Poetry Competition.

Representative works: "Charm", "Shaowei New Rhythm"

Double-rhyme poetry

1. Seven-rhyme part

47. Qilu. Expressing my feelings on Guisi New Year's Eve

Festive red couplets are plastered all over the village, marking the end of the old year and the dusk. A few messages on WeChat to express my gratitude to my good friends, and two volumes of clear poems to express my gratitude.

Although there is no news about Yazhi, the high sentiment still exists in the field of mind. After collecting the memories of the past, I rode my horse to open the Jiawu Gate.

46. Qilu. A gift to friends at the end of the year

Don’t chase away the remaining feelings, old poems can still be polished again. The creeping grass in the south seeks to be gentle and charming, while the snow-capped mountains in the north compete for industry.

It is only through aftertaste that I realize that my understanding is shallow. Why should I complain so much when I am in a situation? It’s hard to give up the good health of the coming year, so we should sing songs with the spring breeze

45. Qilu. White poplar in winter

Bu Mu Luan flowers in the jade basin, broad-minded and bitter will refine the soul . Standing tall, my heart is clear, raising my arms and pointing to the clouds in the sky.

Chastity never fades away, but true love always remains. The hero is even more heroic in the snow, which is a way to repay the kindness of the rich soil

44. Qilu. Winter in Zhanghe Bend

I feel lonely when I come here, and the lush green has long been replaced by depression. There are no ripples on the river surface when the boat is stopped, and only reeds grow beside the embankment which is an eyesore.

The poetry is written by Ping Ping, but the heart may not be poured by Du Kang. There seems to be buds sprouting on the sunny slope, and I hope the east wind is not far away.

43. Qilu. Returning late from collecting wind in winter

Turn off the camera and take a detour, wanting to study the remaining scenery carefully. I carry the late moon lightly and pity the remaining birds, and step on the severe frost and sigh at the withered lotus.

If you don’t mean to know the truth, why should you blame the present. Therefore, the branches look weak in the wind, but they are hiding their fragrance for the next year.

42. Qilu. Autumn Leaves

Already there are several degrees of frost on the branches, but the memory is still fragrant when opened. Who knows the story of Fuhua? After the rain, my appearance turned yellow.

It is easy to change the true love, but it is difficult to measure the beautiful dreams. Take advantage of the gust of wind and go away, untainted by the vulgar world, and return to the wilderness.

41. Qilu. Title picture

This place was originally sitting opposite each other, and when I took it, I even thought about her. The green water in the shallow embankment conveys sorrow and regret, and the oriole sings in the deep tree.

The tender feelings in the dream are far away, and the new scenery is in the heart. Do the footprints of Xiaoqiao still exist? There is no dust on the stone piers beside the stream.

40. Buyun He Jianzhang's "A Visit to Uncle Guo in Autumn and a Late Gift"

Loneliness comforts the heart of autumn, and I feel more connected to having virtuous friends. Who can understand the material sentiments of Yan and Zhao? The talents of Yue and Wu will make you happy.

Only when you wake up can you realize the shallowness of small poems, and only when you step into it can you realize the depth of the great road. Don't lament that you have nothing to do with the sky. Listening to the rain through the window is better than tuning the harp.

39. The expropriated but idle land

The huge farmland is covered with grass and thatch, and the farmers look back with tears. When spring comes, bees swarm to boast their stings, and when autumn comes, ants form swarms to build nests.

Principal servants are responsible for planning, and overlords are responsible for negotiating fees. The property rights are just a flip of the hand, who knows who has a full bag of coins.

38. Title "Red Maple Picture"

Wandering along the dike in the rustling autumn wind, my mind is full of endless thoughts. The clear water pours poems that connect distant dreams, and the red clouds burn with fire and illuminate without worries.

The gentle and graceful mountains stand quietly and elegantly, and the knowledge of knowledge and interest is regretful. The trip to the mountains has become a masterpiece, and it would be embarrassing to mention the maple leaves again.

37. Feeling inspired by the writing style of "Xinjian'an Poetry Magazine"

——taking the promotion of Jian'an culture as its own responsibility

raising the flag and chanting the building to the highest level, Break the paper and put the pen tree light mark. The crisp new bamboo pipes lead to the deep alleys, and the harmonious sound of the old phoenixes enters the blue sky.

Develop a strong poetic heart and strong hands, and develop a strong character and a handsome waist. The current affairs of the Tongque Mountains are not far away with the help of Chunhui.

36. Read the first issue of "Xinjian'an Poetry Magazine"

The poet's words and ink are high in emotion and infused with masculine energy. Chasing shadows between the lines of the scroll, and writing frankly to open up the wilderness.

It’s hard to say no to Tongque Pavilion, but I would rather keep the Jian’an style. I met Cao and his son again in my dream last night. I was smiling when I opened the new issue.

35. Listening to the wind and being pregnant

The moonlight curtain is already hanging on my clothes, and I am dreaming that the cold wave is rolling over the tile eaves. The yellow leaves fall in front of the smart steps, and warm clothes are added to the daydream and illness.

The screen asks where the flowers are, and the headset smells the sweet fruits in the distance. If I want to send my elegant feelings to the distant mountains, I can send the poem manuscript to Qiongchan.

34. Qilu. Autumn Frost

The silver brocade shines in the early sunshine, and the dazzling flowers show their beauty. Jiashu's pure heart seeks far-reaching charm, and its unique appearance can decorate the leisure courtyard.

Invite the bright moon to shine in the heart, and make the fragrant clouds restless. It is the new scenery before winter, and the poems and books are full of scrolls and you can enjoy the quiet screen.

33. On the night of August 13th, it rained while attending a classical music recital in Handan City.

I came here to find great music, so I expressed my congratulations from afar. To avoid worries, I cover the bright moon, and enjoy the pleasant rain.

Opening the world's ears will surprise you with its exquisiteness, and it will move the Qinghuai to admire the profoundness. The house is full of people wondering who is the most affectionate, playing the six-stringed harp under the sycamore tree.

Note: Among the poems recited by Wang Weizhong, Chairman of the Poetry Association at the meeting, there was the sentence "The boy playing the guitar under the sycamore tree". The guitar is the six-stringed harp.

32. Remembering classmates at my alma mater

Looking carefully at the new buildings and looking for the old classes, my sorrowful heart is comforted by Youxian. Even if you are resentful, you are still dedicated, and your heart will never forget your face.

It seems like I am busy with homework in front of the window, and the lawn is leisurely after dinner. It is a cool night when I return, and the drizzle is flying into the moon.

31. Wen Xueyou never met during the Pear Blossom Festival

Things are changing rapidly, and Congconghao happened after the farewell. Nine times of sorrow come together in a thousand miles, and the five flavors in one mind stir up love.

Standing temporarily at Duanyan in the east of the city, I often think of Yanlu League in my dreams. The pear blossoms have fallen after the rain at night, and the lonely lamp has no regrets about the beauty of the beauty.

30. Feelings about the autumn visit of a poet friend

The high sky is so refreshing that it can serve as a goshawk, and the eyes are full of colorful autumn steam. Peaches and pears hanging on the branches compete to show their faces, and the wind turns the rice and millet drunk to invite friends.

Open up your heart and soul, and stir up poetry and dreams. Even if planted in the frost, the heart buds will still grow like ivy.

29. Thoughts on visiting farmers in autumn

Mo Xiao, a poet who writes diligently, should praise hard work most in his praise. The wind blows the ears of grain and the beautiful hat, and the rain washes the colorful skirt with bean flowers.

It looks like brocade, and smells comfortable and dense. If you want to know how much love you can get under a hoe, you need to ask about the cloud that provides shade.

28. Buyun and Fanger's "Gift to a Friend from afar"

The bright moon is in the middle of the sky, and I want to send my message without writing like a rafter. The spring water is full of love, knowing the distance is smooth, and the eyes are overlapping to recognize Lian Juan.

Despite the clear wind, the morning glow is still lingering due to the rain. This is an ordinary thing to sing and sing, but it brings greenery into Shao Nian.

27. Viewing the pine trees

I am accustomed to walking calmly in the wild, and I remember the pine trees on the road every year. When it comes to autumn and winter, you can see the fog, and when it rains, you can see the clouds and dragons.

The mood is always elegant, because the clouds stand out, the branches move and the moon moves. There is no way to describe the beauty of warmth and withering in the cold. The peak of talent is the dyeing of green in all four seasons.

26. Thank you for visiting my friends in the hot summer season

Poems and flowers come from Xiang Village, and hot thoughts follow the heat wave. Crossing ridges and bridges, walking wildly, carrying melons and beans to buckle my door.

When I was sad, my sentence was full of astringent feelings, but suddenly I encountered ice and clear rhyme. How can I repay such openness? I can only express my heartfelt gratitude for my kindness.

25. "Qihuai" (one of sixteen poems) by Buyun and Huang Zhongze (Qing Dynasty)

I want to express my distant thoughts and sigh lightly, the embroidery bed turns and turns and dawn comes. The breeze is pillowing the moon, remembering the first things, and the drizzle is chanting notes into deep feelings.

The tearful autumn waves convey the beauty, leaving traces on the spring road and looking forward to the completion of the garden. Listening closely to the falling leaves in the secluded courtyard, I suspected it was the sound of feet tiptoeing in front of the window.

24. Summer Solstice Singing

The weather is hot and humid and the day is the longest, so I can’t help but think about it while typing the keys. The pride of the winter solstice is still there, and the spring equinox and rhyme are still remembered.

The heavy rain removes dirt and filth, and the green lotus spreads its fragrance. I would like to take advantage of this lush scenery to make plans.

23. Xia Shan Xing

The car enters Taihang and is covered with lush greenery, turning around and sighing at the heavenly workmanship. The fragrance in the stream is like a forest girl, and the cliff looks like a herding boy.

Suddenly, the heroic spirit of the past has become even more prosperous and harmonious today. Traveling in the mountains is like reading scriptures and asking who has understood them.

22. Summer Thoughts

The leaves are new after the flowers wither, but my thoughts are flying but serious. Through Yuzhike, I observe the Ji Jing, follow the wind and things, and ask about self-cultivation.

It’s better to write poems with less grandeur, but to discuss things easily and get drunk frequently? The dream of my desire is vast, and Tian Yuan is silent and dustless.

21. Congratulations to Secretary Li of the County Party Committee on his new appointment

The emerald green trees dye your eyes, and the secluded forest valleys fill the clear stream. Three points of the bright moon are far-reaching thoughts, and one wing is full of gentle breeze.

How can you chase away the sun, and be willing to practice your ambition and bravery in the new era? Bow and plant thousands of flowers and trees, and ride the waves without stopping the boat.

20. Welcome the Spring

Put down your old bags of cold winter goods and embrace the spring sunshine with bright clothes. Throw away some regrets and add some new thoughts.

The rain brings green on the embankment, and the apricot blossoms dream of the yellow wheat shoots. Where the warm wind ripples and the eagles spin, the flat plains are my hometown.

19. Pear Blossom Regret

Born with a bad life, we rarely know each other, and the poet only pities her when it rains. The cup on that wall is so romantic, but the pen here is too late.

Who will sigh when I practice my skirt under the moon? I am crazy about myself when I smile by the pool. I don’t regret that there was no red or purple color. How can love be like a peony?

18. Visit Wei Wenhou Lixian Terrace

The top of the dangerous platform is almost secluded. In summer, you can climb up to see the heat. The pear trees in the beautiful fields turn into jasper, and the drums and waves in the ink pond are full of pride.

Although he respects the mighty and powerful, he respects the virtuous and humble even more. Just where the red glow of the clouds reflects, the long wind accompanies me in playing the dragon flute.

17. Revisiting the Pear Forest in Qinzheng Park

Walking at the ladder bridge while strolling, a piece of graceful beauty flows. I recall the beautiful flowers in early spring, and appreciate the soft leaves in midsummer.

As long as the sun is green and you have clear dreams, the autumn will be golden. Just like a close friend telling stories, there is never any sadness in the writing.

16. Wheat Sky

In May, the Tian family was busy mowing wheat. Pingchuan looks golden.

The morning glow is shining brightly, and the evening mist is light and fragrant.

The sister-in-law who goes online checks the price, and the sister-in-law who drives the car sells new grains. Next door, a feast was held, and loud chanting could be heard over the pink wall.

15. He Ziqing's "Waiting for the Spring to Bloom"

Qiong Rui was beaten by the rain, and she thought about the branches several times in her dream. The cold wind wiped away thousands of tears, and the wild geese flew away. Into thousands of miles of poetry.

Since I long for the next spring and feel guilty and regretful, how can I still be obsessed with the past? Where is the best scenery, when it is watering the garden.

14. Feelings about learning new sounds and new rhymes

It’s crazy to knock out rhymes in the dark, and I want to comment on the pros and cons of the new sounds. The flower buds outside the fence destroy the old leaves, and the bamboo shoots in front of the garden lower the wall.

Only by seeking innovation can we invite the people, and by accepting changes can we inherit the Song and Tang Dynasties. After writing, I stretched my waist and raised my eyes to see the morning light shining all over the curtain.

13. Early summer

The young cuckoos clear their throats in the wild streets, sweeping through the late spring flowers. The wind is soft in the quiet grass and green poplar trees, and the gentle rain falls on the lotus corners in the shallow pond.

Don’t follow the broken calyx to chase the broken dream, so as to enjoy the green cup while enjoying the green cup. The most beautiful day in Turtle Lake is when Hu Penglan paddles leisurely.

12. Singing in late spring

As the grass invades the countryside and the hawks and eagles soar, Dongjun is too busy when he leaves office. The clear waves of happiness are blooming, and the remaining calyx of worry is desolate.

And pour green ants on the new manuscript, and don’t let the white heads hurt the cold wall. The painful memories of the past prosperity are like the vastness of clouds and water.

11. Spring Festival

A spring curtain reflects the morning glow, and white catkins fly to Hongxing's house. A hundred warbling orioles pass on clever tunes, and nine rounds of purple mosaics scatter light gauze.

Open the Song Dynasty scroll to add flavor, and appreciate the bean sprouts growing in the pottery pot. Even though Dong Jun is in love with me, wind and rain always bring withered flowers.

10. Feelings of nostalgia at the end of the year

The clouds of leisure are floating in the air, and I disdain to bow down and join the world. Bamboo leaves swayed into dancing shadows, and poems and paper fluttered into flying gulls.

Fenti has forgotten the cows and horses, and has not thought about the sheds and buildings. And look for the news of wild geese in the ice sky, and the wild geese flying back to the north are flying by themselves.

9. Climbing the tower and reflecting on it

Like the ancients who climbed the ancient tower, the vastness is like a boat passing by. The talented person writes with a green eye, and the domineering car side looks down on the corrupt.

In the past, things have to be done according to the usual routine, and you are indecisive about opportunities and miss the mark. After the clouds and smoke pass, the peaks are so beautiful that you can wander around with a bamboo stick.

8. Surfing in the Bohai Sea

What can a lonely mouse ask for? The kayak can swim in the middle of the sea. In the south of the Yangtze River, flowers are spread on the ground, in the north of Saibei, frost is dyed on the head.

The passion in the heart is as it is, and the poems are as beautiful as the poems. The keyboard function is old, don't worry about the thick chatter in the west.

7. Autumn mood

The setting sun touches the tired study, and the uncollected manuscripts are as yellow as leaves. The lonely tower leads to the wilderness, and the wind and dew ask about the cold window.

Slowness leads to endless search for old things, and even more sadness fills the corridor. Looking at Guanshan from a distance, the white clouds bear witness to my sincere heart.

6. Buyun and Lu Qiuer's "Autumn Rhythm"

In autumn, I bring wine to enjoy the red wine in the suburbs, and lie down in the grass alone with a cup of wine. The sunset is vast and the sleeves are exposed, and the moon is lingering and full of wind.

It is difficult to find the couplets in the past, so the ink is empty. I want to use the maple tree to get what I want. Drunk, I can't tell the way from west to east.

5. Qilu. Retirement Yin

When the frost comes, the smoke of the past comes, and the poems are cut to follow the road and the whip is added. The romantic pen and beautiful verses, the red leaves and the golden wind sing into the Yuyuan.

Unload the cluttered desk and sleep comfortably by the bamboo bank of Tao Xin. The vast world is wandering, and if you don’t worship Jesus, you don’t worship Zen.

4. Visiting an old farmer classmate

Breaking in the evening sun in the alley, people reading books behind the curtains. The sweat and rain have poured down the heroism, but the mind has not been filled with confusion.

The heavy plows open up the weeds and vines, and the thin shoulders carry away the frost at dawn. The garden seat is unstable when moving the pot, and the autumn fruits are first scented by two sleeves.

3. Autumn Farewell

The plains are rustling and the autumn water is cool, and the wild geese suddenly collect their letters and feel desolate. The old leaves are covered with frost, and the road is covered with jackdaw clouds in the setting sun.

Half a poem opens my eyes with tears, and a curtain of dreams follows me with sadness. In the Ming Dynasty, Nanpu had no other gifts but the aroma of mellow wine.

2. Overnight stay in the villa

The bright moon fills the building with clear light, and it is late autumn with all kinds of poetry. I can't forget to ask at the third watch when I'm thinking about it. I once asked for one word in the sentence.

Who is drinking at the desk in Danyuan? The waterfall flows under the Feixuan Mountain. I opened the window to look at the late night, and my eyes were covered with green frost.

1. Sunflowers

Love the pastoral style, stand out from the crowd and face the sunshine. The arms stretched out in the morning and dusk are long in love, the wind and rain stretch out the waist and the ambition is still there.

Chang Mengfeng treats guests sincerely, and watches the red and purple chaos become the king. Even if they grow old, they will still retain their seeds, so that they can spread their fragrance to the world.

2. Five Rhythm Part

9. Bu Yunhe Fanger's "Tenderness Drunk and Banishing the Immortal"

Keep your mind in peace and dance alone at night. Stepping lightly towards the mottled bamboo, Chen poetry echoes the crescent moon.

My feelings moved the earth, but my fortune did not shake the heavens. I am ashamed to offer the jade fairy to the Tao Chunqu.

8. Untitled

Young people write about things, and time and space are far away in dreams. Soft breeze, bright moonlit night, clear rain over the blue lake.

If you are looking for poetry in a troubled place, don’t worry about ridiculing the burnt temples. Take in the vastness of the world and every detail on the roof of the building.

7. Sending old classmates back to Beijing as ordered

Jin Zun lingers over Qi Yan with blue eyes. The car is waiting at the front door, and the clock dial quickly rotates in seconds.

Baoding is covered with fog and snow, and Handan is blocked by ice and snow. God's will is hindered by the will of the heart, and it is difficult to leave it alone.

6. Listening to the Qin

On a bright moonlit night in a high-rise building, the gauze curtains are scorched and the tail of the Qin is scorched. The shadow of the soft arms is vague, and the sound of the strings is clear and clear.

I don’t understand its meaning because I am not from Quli. The neighbor in the east is half-covered, dancing and chanting.

5. Chunxing

Tanqing took a long walk and accidentally entered Xinghua Village.

The network cable leads to the deep alley, and the orchid basin has an open door.

Welcome the tail-wagging dog and warm the fattened dolphin. The old man praised the people outside the village who were watering their gardens.

4. Encountering a pilgrim after passing Wenshu Temple

In the smoke-filled sky, the aura shone brightly on the hall. The high incense burns in the broad desk, and the fat cheeks hang in panic.

Old bribes and demands are often covered up, but new corruption should not be exposed. Acting carelessly is a good thing.

3. The man playing the kite on the tower sang loudly

Playing the bright moon near the window, gracefully winding around the tower: the cranes are flying, the clouds are far away in the sky, and the flowers are bright and the paths are quiet.

High sentiments depend on jade wrists, and delicious food is better than delicacies. Suddenly I saw green moths gathered together, and thousands of horses riding on the strings.

2. Title: The Leaning Pine on Taihang Mountain

I am attached to the earth but not to the sky. There are thousands of lines of words on the leaves, and a flag on the stem.

I would like to share the lush green cliffs and dare to laugh at the lingering willow trees. Looking sideways at the plateau, luxury is mixed into the mist.

1. The Spring Equinox

It coincides with the equalization of day and night, so it is the right time to write. There are peach blossoms in the village and willows in smoke beside the bridge.

Tao's heart is filled with clear water, and his mind is drawn to green branches. After uttering a poem in the village, he cleared his body and shone on the moon pool.

Part 3. Qijue

26. Qijue. Delight

In front of the case window, the lapel is open, and Xiyang quietly plays the Tao Qin. The cold wind can't bear to close the curtain, for fear of losing the soft light and lingering heart.

25. Qi Jue. Visiting friends

I know that a new village has appeared in the mountains. I rush to see my friends at sunset: buy wine, don’t brag about the fresh game, just want to be the person in the painting.

24. Qijue. New version of Song of Missing Women

The orioles are not afraid of being attacked by sticks, they can crow on the branches by the window. I have a video showing my love for you, and I will arrive in Liaoxi at any time.

23. Qijue. Winter Willow

Yousi has never complained about the oriole. The frost sword swings the green leaves thinly. Although the whole body is like a cold soldier, the tenderness is hard to change.

22. Qi Jue. Seeing the trees withered when visiting the garden

The old feelings are all over the winter branches, and I am sure that I will wake up from drunkenness and infatuation in the coming year. After the spring key opens the frost lock, you show me the buds and I cook the poem.

21. Qijue. Talk to the leaves

The branches are green and beautiful. His talent and talent are worthy of praise. Do you know when the frost is coming? Falling with the wind is home.

20. Title "Red Maple Picture"

Since she is passionate and not afraid of frost, the beloved daughter of Hanshan tries on red makeup. A section of the clear stream is spotless, waiting for me to marry my wife in a light boat.

19. Facing the Moon

The bright face has lost its beauty, and I am worried about the blue sky in vain. I blame you for not understanding human affairs: I often smoke waste for money.

18. Migrant workers

The sweat is still lingering after finishing work at night, and the gongs, bowls and drums are singing far away from home. The shack enters the realm of fine poetry, and the best meditation is in Qiliao.

17. Reflections on visiting the calligraphy works exhibition in Wei County

Elegance and freshness come to my face, and the talents of Zixiang are forthright and affectionate. Taoran, but where he sees the brush, there are clusters of buds growing in the ink.

16. Qi Jue. Chen Qing

_The sentimental sentences are in Sanyu, and every poetic thought enters the void. If it snows again in Xi'an, Baqiao would like to whip the donkey.

15. Reply to an old friend who has moved to other places.

I just collected my sincere questions to clear my mind, and things have been unclear in the past. When I come back one day, I don’t drink wine, but I cook the poems carefully and serve them to you.

14. Encountering quack doctors

The spleen and stomach are not harmonious and often seek medicine, and doctors are not accurate in understanding the pulse. After making soup with red beans, I got lovesickness.

13. A trip to Golden Turtle Lake

The weather is always different during flowering time, and the lush green bushes lack the dawn. If I were not here to add to the good scenery, I would be afraid that the swallows would fly away.

12. Climb Jiangjun Ridge

In the ridges and valleys of the heroic heroes, white clouds cover ten miles and sleep forever. The pine waves have the sound of horse hooves. Under the moon, the general guards the border again.

11. The newly arrived old man from the village next door

The iron gate is always closed, no matter how luxurious or decorated it is. How can I feel so comfortable when I arrive at a farmhouse? I can still drink and drink from the fence.

10. Leisurely

The gentle wind and gentle rain make your thoughts fly more freely. On a bright moonlit night, I boarded QQ and headed towards Yangzhou.

9. Question

The half-covered windows reflect the peach blossoms, and the owners of high-rise buildings compete for luxury. I don’t know if I remember the migrant workers who used the rain of sweat to wash the tiles.

8. Morningside

Walking leisurely through the lush green clouds, whose house is in front of the door? Take advantage of the wind and scatter the ice-clear sentences into the square pond to moisten the lotus flowers

7. Spring arrives in the water city of Lixiang

The morning glow lights up the pear blossoms, and the warm water makes the fish fat and promote fishing. Yipu Hongzhuang Technology Group, a string of laughter wrapped around the fence.

6. Small Garden

The low wall silently looks at the flowing clouds, and the grapes are enjoying themselves in the spring. The little green and wonderfully fragrant flowers have not yet appeared, but they have already spread over the neighboring houses.

5. I accompanied my friends in Handan to sightsee the pear blossoms, but I felt that the pear blossoms had withered.

Humanity and vegetation are equal, so why take advantage of the opportunity and hurt yourself. Although the pear blossoms have faded due to rain, the brassicas are more yellow than last year.

4. Something happened after the Waking of Insects

Just when the earth was recovering, the pneumatic thunder was not too late to open. When I first wake up, the buds are in full bloom, and there are already thousands of branches.

3. Near the window

The rays of light first penetrate the poem bag, and the eager lens opens the gallery. The green scroll and the red tree compete for the wonderful words, while the eagle flies at the forefront.

2. The arrival of spring

The buds are breaking through the ice, and they are ready to bloom. The flying butterflies have no old charm, and the buzzing bees sing new sounds.

1. Frost Chrysanthemum

A cigarette stamen stands opposite the window and enters my bookcase to enjoy the fragrance. Not afraid of the approaching harsh winter, two more yellow branches bloom in the morning.

Four and Five Parts

7. Thinking

Paint ashes leisurely and slowly in the thousand-step temple. If you don’t seek to reach the upper realm, why bother asking about reincarnation.

6. Occasionally chant

After the long chant in the small room, the bell rings in the middle of the night. The shadow on the top of the silk curtain flickered, and I knew it was the moonlight.

5. Xia Xing

Delicate yellow and tender purple makeup, deliberately brewing sweet syrup. Perseverance finally yielded results, and the wall was not passed at that time.

4. Gift to Tianju and Dongjie

Fang Yin was singing about the remaining snow scene, just about to see the flowers. Unexpectedly, a glass of wine is poured into a farewell poem.

3. Poetry Writing Essays

The Jian'an style is still there, and the bronze bird looks at the poetry world. Don't make lingering songs, and add horses and crowns in vain.

2. Idle questions

When listing numerous things, the ordinary ones are the best. He bowed and opened his brocade robe, and looked at the powerful man with his hands behind his back.

1. Picture of lotus flowers

Crimson tender cheeks, with dew but not glue. Afraid of being disturbed by dragonflies, they secretly hide under the leaves.

5. Lyrics and Music

11. Sheng Chazi. The title is a picture provided by Zhen Yanfang

Last night I dreamed that I was returning home, and I was crossing Pinghu. Looking for the shadow of the small boat, trying to forget the complaint at that time.

I want to cross the Cangshan Mountain, and I sigh that the clouds are approaching dusk. Melancholy drives Xia Fei, and the zodiac geese should know the way.

10. Partridge Sky. Guisi Mid-Autumn Festival Handan Poem Friends Wei County Liyuan Poetry Society

The beautiful shadows are waiting for Yun friends, and the golden wind is cool and refreshing. The centuries-old iron stems are clanging, and in August the qiongzhi is clear and the zither is played.

The conversation is eloquent, the smile is full of smiles, and the leaves are tender and warm. The heart of poetry is no older than Qiupeng, and I never forget that pear blossoms are this alliance.

9. Huanxi Sha. Summer Outing

Outside the city, the orioles in the willows cleared the sky, and the breeze swept through the small pavilion. Come for a walk again to find the first glory.

The burning pomegranates and the thoughts of rinsing with water make the poets look at Pingting. Unfortunately, there are obstacles in the way.

8. Looking at the snow on the sand in Huanxi

The countryside is filled with jade sand, and the branches are fluttering in the wind. It's hard to tell whose family it is.

The auspiciousness spreads to Yanzhi, and he carefully prepares some mulberry and hemp. Look at the spring buds when the spring thunder moves.

7. Partridge Sky. A side note of visiting a Wuhan Iron and Steel worker in his youth with his wife

With pigtails, eyebrows and mirror makeup, the bed was full of fragrance when they were sleeping together. Talking about love affairs secretly on the Internet, quietly melting the frost in Shuyan's heart.

Looking at the snow on the temples, recalling the first voyage, the storm and the sailing in the past. Fortunately, she only wanted to praise her husband and son-in-law, so she didn't want to attract Yue Xiaochuang.

6. Partridge sky. Passing by Langyin Tower at night

The green grass and red flowers are clear and the clouds are clear, and you are happy to turn to the lanterns. The winding and fragrant path passes through my eyebrows, and I listen through the clear window.

Just after I finished my sentence, I played the kite again and turned around to dance in the clouds. When I think about it, I am so idle, and a poetic mood has already begun to bloom.

5. Partridge Sky. Green Tea

The Lingxiu River is a real place of love, and the mountains are full of green. The wind blows and adds softness, and the rain washes away the light and dust.

The soup is bright, fresh and mellow, and a pot of it will enlighten your soul. A person should be like a tea drinker, so that his fragrance spreads around his neighborhood.

4. Partridge Sky. Returning from the Poetry Meeting at Night

The moon is lonely, the clouds are light, the wind is gentle, and the stars are dotted in the sky. It's a pity that Wutian has opened his mind, but Fangqing has entered Yun's chest.

Although the tune has been changed, it is sincere. I only regretted that it was too hasty. It seems that if you want to become a horse poet, you must practice calligraphy and bowing while listening to chickens.

3. Magpie Bridge Immortal. Ode to the Magpie on the Chinese Valentine's Day

The unfeeling Queen Mother and the Silver Man in the sky, blocking the difficulty of deep love,

Yuqiao achieves the love of two people, sighing on the back , Who counts the footprints?

The heart can adapt to the environment, the spirit can report the news, and pave the way for happy songs throughout the year.

Looking at the world with a calm mind, why worry about sunny mornings, rainy nights and dusk?

2. The river is full of red. Feeling happy by the tomb of King Lanling of the Northern Qi Dynasty

The fallen leaves are rustling, looking at the clouds, there are solitary geese in the sky.

Gao Su is sitting in the grass and grass, thinking hard.

Five hundred armored robes flew past, and a group of locusts, ants and wolves howled and dispersed.

Who can defend Xiao Qiang when the emperor’s court is suspicious and misfortune arises?

Tongshudian, Meiji chaos.

It is lucky to be a traitor, but it is difficult to serve as an honorable minister.

Sigh for unwarranted suspicion and catastrophe.

The general immediately suffered from liver and gallbladder rupture, and Queen Yitian was demonic.

When will the beautiful mountains and rivers become harmonious?

1. Shui Tiao Ge Tou. Thoughts on a Mid-Autumn Night

The moon is a mirror in the sky, illuminating the earth and sky.

The panic spreads across the vastness of China and shines for five thousand years.

After a quick glance at the anecdotes, I feel weak and cold every time I get involved in fighting.

Afraid of seeing what happened to Douzhi and causing misery to all living beings.

The clear light splashes, the melancholy is chaotic, and the sleep is disturbed.

We have the same roots and ancestors, but we are not reunited even though we are hugging each other.

I am looking up at the Sun Moon Lake, stretching my arms at the top of the Five Mountains, looking forward to the completion.

*** offered sacrifices to Xuanyuan and sued Chanjuan at the same time.

Note: If the poems selected above are measured by the old rhyme, they may occasionally use the adjacent rhyme.

Published works

1. Published on page 32 of the eighth issue of 2012, "New Edition of Yangliu"

Xia Yu

Xian'e's story and tears Pengtuo wants to fill the river with thoughts. The clouds in the sky are elegant and quiet, while the dust and mist in the world are stirring.

Covering up makeup is just for the sake of happiness, but covering up dirt is not enough to worry about and hate. When the spear clears the jade sky, I invite you to climb the bright moon and stroll around the silver waves.

2. Contained on p33 of the eighth issue of 2012 "Willows Revamped"

Glimpses of the Golden Turtle Lake

The beautiful summer breeze on the banks of the blue waves is filled with bright glow and a wave of excitement .

The ears are only sprouting when the corn is waist-deep, and the branches are bent and the eyes are full of red peaches.

Even if you look at the ordinary scenery, it is difficult to leave your feelings indifferent. The most relaxing place is where a poem is written about the jade bridge.

3. P23 ​​of the fifth issue of 2103 "New Willows"

Green Lotus

There is half an acre of new lotus pond, which directly teaches the fairy to go far away from the mortal world. A green and exquisite pen is filled with beautiful words in the clouds.

4. P24 of the fifth issue of 2013, "New Willows"

Notes

The moonlight was soft and the wind was gentle, and I met someone who was angry at the time. The tears in my eyes did not leave the background, but I complained about that spring first.

5. "Style of Old Members" on page 37 of the sixth issue of 2013

Qingming Festival

Walking ten miles across the countryside, we are surrounded by vitality. Looking up at the yellow oriole, one knows the secrets of the willows, and lightly holding the green stalk reveals the beauty of the flowers.

When inviting friends, please bring spring leeks. He cherishes the jade paper when describing the scenery. In such a nice weather, you might as well get drunk and lie down for the time being.

6. "Network Tsunami Song" contained in page 45 of the seventh issue of 2013

Vegetable garden ditty

Growing vegetables and melons by the green pool, stepping on the mud and soaking in dew. The idle clouds pay attention and often ask, and the birds always answer with affection.

I dare not claim that the three paths are interesting, but they can match the glow of the sky. I have never calculated how much I will harvest, but I feel good about hoeing with a lotus in the moonlight.